This book is a collection of favorite recipes culled from a large stack of faded, spilled on, scribbled on spiral notebooks kept by my grandmother, Eleanor Drew Hooper, and my mom, Ann Hooper Muncaster. Both have passed away now— Grammy so long ago I can barely remember her warm embrace; my mom so recently I can still think it might be her when the phone rings.
I miss them. I don't want to forget.
Sure, I have photos and memorabilia, but I’ve found that recreating their recipes—even just reading their writing and imagining who they were cooking for—is the very best way to feel their spirit in my home.
And, of course, the sweet memories are the best.